think about the homeless who have no place to go
no bed for them to sleep in or a fire with a glow
sleeping in the rough in some cardboard box
taking life the hard way taking all its knocks
living life so lonley as they begin to roam
hoping maybe someday they will find a home
some where they can stay with there own front door
then the lonely people wont be homeless anymore.
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jim56 (
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Lovely - any reasons or answers, Jim?
been homeless myself at one time
its not nice
We don’t do enough for our homeless Jim. Everyone deserves a roof over their head. It is shameful. Thank you for remembering them. Happy Sunday.
been there many years ago myself
its not easy i agree with you more could be done
thankyou for your always lovely comment
they make me smile xxx
Good write Jim.
thanks for comment
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